Steven held the love of his life in his arms with tearful eyes. "I may be a Lovett, but I no longer have anything to do with that family the moment they were mean to you."

Amelia was moved and worried. "Steve..."

"I no longer have a home."

Though Steven chuckled helplessly, he felt relieved and liberated. "I am still Steven Lovett, but the heir of the Lovetts is dead."

"Who said you don't have a home?"

Furrowing her brows, Amelia put a finger on his lips. "Home is where I am. My family is your family, too."

The moon, shrouded in a haze, hung high in the velvety night sky.

The pair wound up in bed together.

up in his pajamas, lay stiffly next to Amelia. Neither

shower gel, his senses overwhelmed by her warmth and the rhythm

stirred

he prided himself on being a restrained gentleman, it was pure torture to lay next

of scent tickled his

see Amelia straddling him. As she leaned in, the

his heart beating out of his heart, Steven closed his eyes so

your eyes and look at me." Amelia's lip clung to his ear, and he felt the tingles

the sweat in his

"Take me, Steve."

by lust, he

a thick her. His of raw desire. "Amelia,

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